In the book that I took from your drawer.
We’d huddle just to keep each other warm
But the meaning might be hard to absorb

Why, I knew you would
And this situation seems so absurd"
And I know it wasn’t me but its all that I see
No I never get what I should deserve

I said "why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"
The syllables are strained and hard to explain
But I promise my intentions are pure
Cause I am predictable, closed-minded
Why, I knew you would

These are the thoughts that I wrote
Yea the meaning might be hard to absorb

I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"

These city streets breathe and I wish I could leave

And its raining outside which is fine cause I remember
But they’re beggin for the right to be heard
And this doesn’t make sense, which makes no difference
Why, I knew you would
And I try to scream, "yea this is all a dream
You were my sanity now I can’t find it
I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"

I am predictable
With my head in my hands on the curb
Because I never get what I should deserve
In the book that I took from your drawer.
These are the thoughts that I wrote
"This doesn’t seem to fit", I say as I sit